On New Years Eve, my family was meant to celebrate at friends. After a brief nap, both Amari and I decided to head downstairs for a quick bite to eat before we got dressed to leave. Amari, having also just woken up from a nap, was clingy, so I carried him down the stairs. Big mistake! Half way down, I slipped, and landed flat on my back. Wanting to protect my son, I held him tight, leaving me with no hands to protect my fall. My back hit the edge of the bottom step, and that's when I realised that 2017 was not going to start the way I imagined. The good thing about this injury is that I have no choice but to start the bar low, so even the smallest good thing that happens to me this year, will be the most extraordinary thing ever. Like, "OMG I can go to the toilet now without the pain I get from sitting and standing. Life's amazing!"
I have never had a back injury this bad, and each day has become progressively worse. I woke up this morning, barely able to walk, and I thought, how on earth am I going to be able to get myself together, and then to London to shoot this job? This is when I made the extremely difficult decision to pull out. Making that phone call was almost as painful as my back; I hate letting anyone down. Normally I would put my health last, and others first, but this time I decided I was finally going to do the opposite. Production may hate me for it, but I love myself, and so the phone call was made.
This actress is out of commission for God knows how long, unless they of course want me to play an injured patient. I asked my agents if they've seen any casting breakdowns for injured characters, maybe someone with a broken back; I think I could play that believably, but nothing so far. At least my voice works, so I must turn lemons into lemonade, and make some more amazing music. I can also use this time to write more, and annoy you with longer blogs. Oh the joys he-he.
Stay positive, stay strong and know that not all pain lasts forever...I HOPE!
